Romans & histoires Shadowhunters Maia

And because unclaimed territory (aka most human towns) was too risky for our kind, thanks to it being the hunting ground for vampires and other supernatural beings. “Like it was hard in this case?”, Rita laughed and her perfectly shaped, red lips smirked at me, while I could see the mischief forming behind her perfect, dark blue eyes. And as on cue, the theatrics started. She threw herself at me, landing in my lap with one hand covering her forehead, as she dramatically exclaimed: “A young, innocent and sexy maid. A handsome, dangerous, brooding alpha… Please! This story is practically writing itself!” She laughed as I pushed her off me.

One of their men saw our movement and sounded the alarm. “INTRUDERS!” “Move! Move! Hurry!” I yelled as we broke into formation. Gunshots erupted around us. While Mick and the others exchanged fire, Reaper and I slipped into the building and began searching. Then I saw her. The sight broke me. Mia was locked in a cell-like room, tied up—hands and legs bound behind her. Her hair covered her face, her head hung low. She looked battered, fragile. I forced the lock open and ran to her.

There she was. Maia Valvet. A woman who looked so much like Mia it made my heart stumble. The only difference was that she had short hair. The name was different. The hair color was different. Even her eye color didn’t match. But something about her… something familiar lingered in the shape of her face, the curve of her lips, the sharpness of her gaze. My finger trembled slightly as I clicked her details, but there was barely any information under her name. Nothing helpful. Nothing solid. Just a picture and a short profile that told me absolutely nothing I needed to know.

“Then we replace them.” --- We were about to turn back when the lights dimmed slightly, and a new figure stepped into the corridor from the opposite end. My body went still. Mia’s breath hitched. Because this one… Was her. Exactly her. Same eyes. Same walk. Same scars. Even the silver streak in her left brow from the old bullet graze. Dr. Laine looked pleased. “Ah. There she is. Our premiere subject. You must’ve heard of her in the Broker’s reports—Subject MI-AE7. The most advanced version yet.”

Chapter 30 Song: Middle of the night by Ella Dunhe ……..:…………………………….. Malcolm POV She looks peaceful when she isn’t trying so hard to fight me, and no one would ever think of her as a high end assassin that is brutal at what she does. Even on the chair her body looked stiff, her eyes were already dipping close. Even when I tried to Carry her she struggled in my touch. “Relax Maya, Im not going to hurt you.” I whispered and like a snake to the tune of a special flute she relaxed.

MAEVE I couldn't move, couldn't breathe. The metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils, making me dizzy. I stood frozen, struggling to be conscious. From the shadows, a figure emerged. My heart stopped as I recognized the imposing silhouette - Maruska, his brown fur coat unmistakable even in the dim light. For a moment, relief was all I felt. I was saved. Then reality crashed back - I'd jumped from the frying pan into the fire. I was shaking.

Her eyes slowly traveled over my clothes before amusement flickered across her face. “Well,” she said softly, “that explains the outfit.” The girls beside her laughed quietly. Heat crept into my cheeks instantly. “I’m Marlowe Sinclair,” she continued, almost proudly. “You should probably learn that name quickly if you plan on surviving here.” Something about her smile felt wrong. “I’m Mae,” I replied quietly. “I know.” Her response came immediately. That somehow made me even more uncomfortable. Marlowe took another slow step toward me until the expensive scent of her perfume wrapped around the air between us.

My hair stood on end in one place. His tone was quite positive. "Elyse, meet Xander's new maid." I turned around and I was startled to see a familiar face standing in front of me. "YOU?!"

Neptune City ***************** Ma'am Nina swam as fast as she could towards the city. She stopped when she saw what it has now turned into Ma'am Nina : oh my goodness The city was ruined Mer-beings looked like death sentenced creatures. Nina gasped and couldn't believe it. No one even noticed her Everyone was dull The mer-folks were so reduced in number The once lively city was now so dull and empty Nina : what happened to the guards? She asked herself looking around

He gives me a worried look so I mindlinked him. ‘It’s okay, she’s not dangerous.’ I tell him and he furrowed his brows but nods. I looked over to Syria’s direction. ‘She’s a shifter, a dragon shifter,’ I finish my words and Hunter grabbed my arm and looked me in the eye. ‘Are you certain?’ He asked through mindlink. I nodded in reply and he let go of my arm, glancing at the woman named Syria. ‘How?’ He asked.